This is soooo right!!! I love it, I love it!!!
Monday, February 25, 2008
Thursday, February 21, 2008
Tuesday, February 19, 2008
Tired
It is days like today (and like the ones for the past two months) that really make me question what the HECK am I doing with my life and why here?
Oh goodness....
Oh goodness....
Wednesday, February 13, 2008
Billy Corgan and the Pumpkins
*sigh*
Due to some unforseen past and future expenditures, I had to make a sacrifice and not buy a ticket to the Smashing Pumpkins concert in Frankfurt on February 22, 2008. This was probably going to be my first, only and last time seeing them live. But I guess responsibility calls. I just wish that for once, I could throw that crap out the window and live my life vicariously! But noooo, I have to be an adult and responsible.
I think the night of the concert I will just have to buy not one, but two bottles of red wine, listen to the Smashing Pumpkins as loud as I can, pretend that I am in the first row, and that Billy Corgan is singing just for me.
But to honor my Pumpkins here are some videos for your guys' enjoyment.
Due to some unforseen past and future expenditures, I had to make a sacrifice and not buy a ticket to the Smashing Pumpkins concert in Frankfurt on February 22, 2008. This was probably going to be my first, only and last time seeing them live. But I guess responsibility calls. I just wish that for once, I could throw that crap out the window and live my life vicariously! But noooo, I have to be an adult and responsible.
I think the night of the concert I will just have to buy not one, but two bottles of red wine, listen to the Smashing Pumpkins as loud as I can, pretend that I am in the first row, and that Billy Corgan is singing just for me.
But to honor my Pumpkins here are some videos for your guys' enjoyment.
Thursday, February 07, 2008
The Mirror
She is queen of haste
doesn't like admitting this
'cause she always feels in second place
She is easy-going in every day life
though I must forewarn
don't forget birthdays and the likes
A little too dramatic at times
but that's only to make you smile
Yet, it's all fun and games till someone cries
She will probably be the first to drop a tear
too much Prosecco
If you know what I mean
Hates confrontations and competing
That doesn't mean
She will give up so easy
Puts a show for the world to see
But a few can go in
Only if she likes their plee
Music helps her forget it all
She goes to the club
And hopes to dance until she falls
Likes your fingers in her hair
Mickey Mouse Pancakes in bed
Most of all Satin Sheets when she is bare
Speaken when spoken to
quiet most of the time
Don't you know the inner-workings of her mind?
doesn't like admitting this
'cause she always feels in second place
She is easy-going in every day life
though I must forewarn
don't forget birthdays and the likes
A little too dramatic at times
but that's only to make you smile
Yet, it's all fun and games till someone cries
She will probably be the first to drop a tear
too much Prosecco
If you know what I mean
Hates confrontations and competing
That doesn't mean
She will give up so easy
Puts a show for the world to see
But a few can go in
Only if she likes their plee
Music helps her forget it all
She goes to the club
And hopes to dance until she falls
Likes your fingers in her hair
Mickey Mouse Pancakes in bed
Most of all Satin Sheets when she is bare
Speaken when spoken to
quiet most of the time
Don't you know the inner-workings of her mind?
Monday, December 31, 2007
Wednesday, November 28, 2007
Wednesday, September 26, 2007
Confession....
To all of you who did not know, well (*sigh*) here it goes.
It has been about 10 months that I have been battling with Depression. Now, to many this a taboo subject or some do not recognize it as an illness. I am stating this post not to receive pity or empathy from anyone; I have come to this decision because this is the only space where I feel that I can truly express myself without boundaries.
How can I begin to explain depression? Well, for one, it has its symptoms; for example, excessive sleep or insomnia, disinterest, headaches, uncontrolled crying, over sensitivity, rapid mood changes, and (to more excessive cases that do not pertain to mine) thoughts of suicide.Depression has become part of my life and slowly I have learned to live with it. It is never actually 'cured' per-se, but just like there is the possibility of relapsing, there is also the opportunity of coping with it. I have been on medication, but I have completely cut it out of my life for about a month. I do not know how healthy or wise of a decision that may have been. I must admit that the first months of taking Prozac, I felt well and with more energy, but as the months passed, my dependency for the prescription increased. I do not wish to live my life on stimulants/ prescription drugs for the next 50-70 years. So, I decided to go 'cold-turkey'.
I have had my share of good days and bad days (like today) where I feel the whole world is collapsing above me and I have no one to turn to. You might ask yourself why don't I call, send e-mails, or talk to someone? (I know this is a pathetic response, but here it goes...) I do not wish to burden anyone. Depression could be explained like this:
This picture pretty much sums up what I feel at times.
And today, because of certain events, disappointments, irritations, worries, lack of judgement, and loneliness, I feel like the previous drawing. I really dislike this constant tug-of-war between me and myself. But fortunately, with every passing day I am learning to take control of it. It's just sometimes, like today, I need an outlet in order to keep myself in check.
It has been about 10 months that I have been battling with Depression. Now, to many this a taboo subject or some do not recognize it as an illness. I am stating this post not to receive pity or empathy from anyone; I have come to this decision because this is the only space where I feel that I can truly express myself without boundaries.
How can I begin to explain depression? Well, for one, it has its symptoms; for example, excessive sleep or insomnia, disinterest, headaches, uncontrolled crying, over sensitivity, rapid mood changes, and (to more excessive cases that do not pertain to mine) thoughts of suicide.Depression has become part of my life and slowly I have learned to live with it. It is never actually 'cured' per-se, but just like there is the possibility of relapsing, there is also the opportunity of coping with it. I have been on medication, but I have completely cut it out of my life for about a month. I do not know how healthy or wise of a decision that may have been. I must admit that the first months of taking Prozac, I felt well and with more energy, but as the months passed, my dependency for the prescription increased. I do not wish to live my life on stimulants/ prescription drugs for the next 50-70 years. So, I decided to go 'cold-turkey'.
I have had my share of good days and bad days (like today) where I feel the whole world is collapsing above me and I have no one to turn to. You might ask yourself why don't I call, send e-mails, or talk to someone? (I know this is a pathetic response, but here it goes...) I do not wish to burden anyone. Depression could be explained like this:
This picture pretty much sums up what I feel at times. And today, because of certain events, disappointments, irritations, worries, lack of judgement, and loneliness, I feel like the previous drawing. I really dislike this constant tug-of-war between me and myself. But fortunately, with every passing day I am learning to take control of it. It's just sometimes, like today, I need an outlet in order to keep myself in check.
Wednesday, September 12, 2007
My New Obsession
So remember the movie The Princess Diaries and the guy that played her love interest. There was a scene of him and his band playing at a car repair shop. Well, him and that band are Rooney (Like the prinicipal from Ferris Buller's Day Off). They were all little prepubscent boys back then, but now they are all grown up (and Robert, the lead singer, is looking pretty fine). They got something like a 'The Ramones' look going on. Well, this here is their new single. I kind of like it; it makes me smile and want to dance. The video isn't all that great, but I guess they had to please their male fans someway. Enjoy!
Rooney
Rooney on Conan O'Brien
Oh, btw, they are coming to Germany in about 2 weeks!!!
Rooney
Rooney on Conan O'Brien
Oh, btw, they are coming to Germany in about 2 weeks!!!
Tuesday, September 04, 2007
After a Million Years, I Finally Posted Something
Renke and I went to the Open Air Opera this past Saturday at Braunschweig.We watched Rigoletto.
Sunday, July 29, 2007
About Time....
Now, this is definately a combination I love!!! Famous celebrity photographer, Annie Liebovitz, pictured Mikhail Gorbachev for the new Louis Vuitton campaing, "The Art of Travel". Politics, Art, and Fashion... This is a mix that I definately enjoy and would like to see more of. Hmmm, maybe they should get Mexico's Comandate Marcos to pose for North Face ski caps or something.
(Look him up, if you don't know what I mean).
Friday, July 27, 2007
Ex-Kneipe, July 21, 2007
This is what I was doing last weekend. I won't be visiting Turnerschaft Brunsviga Brunonia. I do not know if that is good or bad. On one hand, it is bad for my health ( I definately drink too much when I am there, thus, making me look like such a huuuuuge fool!), but on the other hand, it is also good for my health (I do plenty of exercise when I am there, if you catch my drift.) Despite how good or bad it is for my health, I know I'll miss if the next couple of weeks. The night was filled with singing, of course, drinking, games, improtu dancing, (and unfortunately, for some, including myself, embarassing moments (like always)).
I couldn't believe my eyes when I saw it. Here I thought it was a myth.
But now I stand corrected. Now let's sing at the top of our lungs.
The beginning of the Matthia's Baptism
Opening Speech
I couldn't believe my eyes when I saw it. Here I thought it was a myth.
But now I stand corrected. Now let's sing at the top of our lungs.
The beginning of the Matthia's Baptism
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